A little taste of Texas!

We see these cows every morning and afternoon on our way to and from school, and Wrigley has decided they are his sworn enemy.  He usually rides with me and the boys, and it never fails, as soon as we hit the cut-through road with all the fields, he has an absolute fit, barking his head off and pawing at the windows like he would take one out if he just had the chance.  If I wasn't scared he'd get trampled, I'd let him have it, too!

Okay.  Tell me the truth.  Have you ever in your entire life seen a tree house such as this?  I mean, really!  This thing is like the Taj Mahal of tree houses!  We pass by this little Swiss Family Robinson rendition every day as well on our school route.  And the picture really doesn't do it justice, but you get the idea.  It was actually pretty comical, right after we moved here, Hunter and I were talking about putting a tree house up in the backyard for the boys, and they had heard us talking about it.  So a few days later, we're riding around, and we see this monstrosity, and Ethan's like, "Ooh, Dad!  Can you do us one like that?!"  And Hunter's like, "Yeeah...uh, no." 

If I figure out how to do it, later on today I'll post a video we have of Wrig and his "mad cow" ways!  It's too funny (or maybe it's just me, you decide)...well, as you can see above, I finally figured it out.  Funny, huh?

So, I've gone and done it!

I remember the first time I heard the word "blog". It was in 2006, and a friend was preparing to go overseas for a time but told me I could keep up with her on her family's blog. I thought I had heard her wrong, or that perhaps she had made one of those non-verbal exclamations like, "blah" or "bluh". Maybe she had a hair in her mouth? Well, you know how you do, someone mentions a word  in conversation like you're all too familiar with it and use it everyday at least twice a day, and you nod and give the obligatory "uh-huh" like you are following every step of the way.  And that's what I did.  It wasn't until some months later that I was informed, by my husband, sweet thing that he is, that "blog" was not a made up word or slang for "booger".  Who knew?

So, now, years later and more knowledgeable than before, I have made the giant leap for 'my kind', as in the 'technically-challenged-not-your-mass-communications-kinda-gal-even-to-the-point-of-hating-a-phone kind', and I've joined the ranks of others who've gone before me, into the world of the would-be online diary.  Whoo-hoo!!  But, alas, it had to be done. {Okay, let me just say, there should be an award for using that many hyphens in a paragraph AND the word "alas", am I right?} Anyway, as I was saying, I had no choice. My hand was forced due to our family's move in August to a little town in Texas, now many, many miles from our hometown back in Mississippi, far removed from all our family and friends. {Sigh.} So, in a last ditch effort to stay in touch with the fam, give the grandmommas a picture or two of the grandboys to tie them over until the next road trip, and lastly but also mostly in an attempt to stave off questions like "How's the weather in ya'll's parts?" with friends you once shot the breeze with, here---drum roll, please---is my blog. Ta-da!! Thank you. Thank you very much! Stay tuned for pics from our new place here in Big Sky country! And, please, leave a comment so I know that I actually managed to do this whole "publish post" blogger thing right! Too-ta-loo!